Chapter 663 (1/2)

With the export of Su Ming's words, monak is even more distrustful.

”Why do you say that?”

”I watch the sky at night. Don't have a bone in the back of my head. He will betray us.” Su Ming said solemnly.

In fact, limudo, a disciple of Guyi, is good, but cassias is the big problem. Taking over camataj is equivalent to taking over these two problem figures. In the past, you can watch the fun, but now it's your own trouble.

”So?” Monak raised one eyebrow in disbelief, waiting for a follow-up explanation of the death knell.

Does he use the time gem to examine the future?

But it can't be done without magic drive. Master Guyi can, not the death knell.

”So in order not to let him think wildly, I have to let him practice. He has been with master Gu Yi for hundreds of years. He feels that he has mastered all kinds of magic and there is no need to learn any more. Therefore, he has some ambition to pursue stronger power.”

”So you're going to let him go to the streets to learn what he doesn't know and know himself?” Monak understood that he had lived for hundreds of years, and looking back on himself, he had to experience a lot to find his own position.

If you have a clear understanding, you will not lose your way. The educational style of the death knell is just opposite to that of Gu Yi.

”Almost, magic is not everything in our world. He has a lot to learn. He dare not betray me until he is sure to surpass me in all aspects of knowledge. What's more, I don't even know what kind of master he is? ”

When the temperature of the water was almost the same, Su Ming began to wash the tea skillfully, and a delicate fragrance gradually spread.

He moved his legs and sat cross legged. He was not used to it: ”actually, I don't know.”

Su Ming pushed a teacup to him, picked up his own cup and blew it: ”it doesn't matter, good people don't need to go through these trials, you just wait to eat.”

By the time he came out of kamataj, Su Ming's mage had changed to modu.

Monak was fed up and was not able to move. He stayed in Kam Taj tonight. I don't know why he was so full of Chinese when he arrived at the death knell of Kama Taj, which made him dizzy. He agreed inexplicably to help with the funeral bell.

At this time, Su Ming came out with a new attendant to see the world. His first stop was the holy place in London.

The old mage with white beard was still in a state of madness, and once again offered them cold black tea and cakes harder than bricks.

When modu covered his cheek and his facial features shrank into a ball, he clapped his hands and laughed happily.

”Well, master mischievous, please take me to see experiment 9527.”

Su Ming didn't touch the tea or the cake. He knew the style of the white bearded old urchin and would not get any special care just because he was the Supreme Master.

”Of course, master, please follow me.” The old mage didn't mind being nicknamed at all, but he was still smiling.

London's temple is still the same as before. The magnificent labyrinth is where the routes and stairs are always changing, and the Victorian style chandeliers will follow the people to illuminate.

First, they went up three floors, and then went down several floors. It seemed that they still went back. The old mage took them to the cell.

The so-called test sample 9527 is Mr. Jinge.

The immortal monster's hair was like a bird's nest, and his beard was shrunk in a dark corner. A cockroach ran past him. He put out his tongue and rolled the insect into his mouth and chewed it.

The crackle of the carapace and the white mucilage from the corners of his mouth made Mordo go too far.

”Test 9527 is very durable, and the latest experiment on him was... To observe the effects of different dimensions of toad on human beings.”